The Three Doors

There was once a man who would live his entire life in fear of every decision he made. His constant thoughts were, would this lead to happiness or sorrow? Wealth or bankruptcy? Love or loneliness? Then during another sleepless night, the man found himself in a strange dream. He sat in a square room with tall walls and just enough space to sit on the hard floor. He looked around the room to find three white doors with gleaming gold handles. There was a door on each wall except one, which the man leaned against and stared at the doors until he heard a loud, booming voice.

“I am the Door of Misfortune,” said the voice and the man jumped in fright. “Open my door and you will find a miserable life. You will be unemployed and homeless, begging for food off the street. Your family will be gone and no one will befriend you. You’ll never find a love and your dreams will be miles from reach. A life of misfortune.”

The voice echoed into nothingness and left the man feeling sick and weak. So behind one of these doors is a horrible life he thought, but which door? The voice had seemed to come from everywhere at once. There could be no way to tell which door was the Door of Misfortune. Then the voice came again and the man was quick to press his ear to each door to hear if the voice came from behind it. Read more…